“Actors search for
rejection. If they don’t get it, they reject themselves.”
Charlie Chaplin
As someone
with a theatre background, I’ve often encountered rejection.
I’ve endured
many auditions and have heard my fair share of no. I didn’t look the part,
sound the part, I couldn’t get a handle on a certain accent or I simply was not
“good enough.”
Ah, yes,
“good enough.” For many of us perfectionists and/or recovering addicts, this
little phrase cuts right to the core.
In one way
or another, we are recovering from something in life. And yes, it’s often
fueled by rejection.
Years ago,
when I played the crazy housewife character, Bananas in John Guare’s, “The
House of Blue Leaves,” I behaved like a dog, begging for attention.
It wasn’t my
first stint at begging, however. Like many of us, my rejection issues stemmed
from unmet needs involving my parents. I discuss it in my book, “Thin Enough:
My Spiritual Journey Through the Living Death of an Eating Disorder.”
“I desperately wanted my dad to notice me. I
learned very quickly that one surefire way to do that was by winning awards.
When I won something, I wasn’t completely worthless... I was “earning my keep.”
I set impossible standards for myself.
...For three years in a row, I did
not missed one day of school, knowing that I would win a perfect attendance
certificate, tangible proof on paper that I was worthwhile. It became a
standard I had to maintain because my dad seemed pleased in my performance...
So for the next few years, I went to school with colds, sore throats and
influenza. I remember going to school once with a temperature of over 101,
sitting at my desk, on the verge of throwing up, yet only thinking of that
certificate.
When I reached junior high, I became
so sick once I had to stay home... My dad, who had never really been sick with
so much as a cold, was unsympathetic to my condition. With each passing day I
stayed home from school, the tension mounted... After three days home, he had
enough. He decided he would take me into school to make sure I got there.
On the way to school, he was fuming
and I was scared to death, but my fourteen-year-old mind wanted to know something...
I got up the nerve to ask him, ‘Do you still love me?’ His answer? ‘If you do
this again, I won’t.’
His answer proved it. It was my
fault. I had to prove myself in order to be loved...”
However,
there was an ugly little reality I didn’t want to admit; I was getting a payoff
from the rejection.
Whether it
was an excuse to wallow, a free pass from accountability or just me being a
true drama queen, my rejection perception was giving me something. I say
perception because, let’s get real, nine times out of ten there was no actual
rejection going on at all. It was simply my feelings run amuck.
Furthermore,
I missed one critical Truth that, as an adult, I’m now acknowledging: my dad’s
behavior- or anyone else’s- was not
necessarily God’s response.
He feels and
acts differently when it comes to the love issue:
“The LORD hath appeared of old unto
me, saying, ‘Yea, I have loved thee with an everlasting love: therefore with
lovingkindness have I drawn thee.’”
Jeremiah
31:3
Furthermore,
He doesn’t reject.
“I have chosen you and
have not cast you away.”
Isaiah 41:9
"...‘I will never leave
thee, nor forsake thee.’"
Hebrews 13:5
Hebrews 13:5
So, where
does all this reveling in rejection come
from?
Again, there
could be a payoff that, perhaps, we get addicted to. Yes, we can get addicted to feelings, unhealthy
drama and chaos.
Pity parties
can feel wonderful. Being intense and moody can give us the illusion of being
powerful. Rejecting ourselves before anyone else gets a crack at us can appear
to de-victimize us.
Scripture
calls us out on the rejection reality concerning each of us:
"We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but
not in despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; cast down, but not destroyed."
2 Corinthians 4:9
Life may deal
some crushing blows, rejection being one of them. However, we need to determine
the true source and the meaning, exactly, of our trials.
No one gets through life unscathed. Pain is
a human experience, not a selective attack.
“I returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the
swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet
riches to men of understanding, nor yet favor to men of skill; but time and
chance happeneth to them all. “
Ecclesiastes 9:11
So, if we’re feeling rejected, could it be
really, our own doing? And, if so,
are we getting some payoff from the self-inflicted pain? It’s worth searching.
“Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me, and know my
thoughts: And see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way
everlasting.”
Psalms 139:23-24
And, in the
meantime, we can remember a spiritual truth; God never rejects:
“I have chosen you and have not cast you away.”
Isaiah 41:9
"...‘I will never leave
thee, nor forsake thee.’"
Hebrews 13:5
Hebrews 13:5
Let’s bask, therefore, in His acceptance. Period.
Copyright © 2014 by
Sheryle Cruse
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